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Chapter 174: The Son Is Sick

Immediately, servants came up. It was summer at this time, there was no wind at night, and it was dry and muggy. The servants actually brought a vat of charcoal fire. The charcoal fire was burning very brightly. You could feel a layer of sweat breaking out on your body almost as soon as you got close to it.

Bixuan felt hot just looking at it,

Just when she was thinking about whether to ask for mercy, she was a soft persimmon, and it was rare for her to be cruel this time. Thinking that public opinion was now pointing at Li Qinghan, and the old lady was not optimistic about her, as long as she made good use of this opportunity, even if Liang Youzhao refused,

I also had to ignore Li Qinghan.

Therefore, she must not be too timid. The old lady will pass away soon. Without her, no one in the entire Prince Qi Palace can intimidate Li Qinghan!

Li Qinghan glanced at the charcoal fire and suddenly remembered what he had experienced in Yizhou. His pupils suddenly shrank. The servants placed the charcoal basin on the ground. The old lady was just about to speak. Li Qinghan walked to the charcoal basin without thinking.

Kick it over.

There was only a "clang!" sound, and the charcoal basin fell over, and the red charcoal inside spilled all over the floor, burning all the fluffy and soft thick blankets on the ground redly, and then a fire broke out.

The flames spread out, and everyone was still shocked by Li Qinghan's actions. In the hot summer, the flames expanded rapidly, as if with the help of the east wind, the fire soon ignited.

The old lady simply didn’t know what words to use to describe her inner thoughts at this moment. She originally just wanted to scare Li Qinghan. If she really wanted to do it, she still had some scruples. After all, in addition to Liang Youzhao, Li Qinghan and Jinzhou Huafu also had such big officials.

You have a backer, you don’t have to offend a wealthy businessman for such a trivial matter!

But at this moment, when the red fire was about to burn to the roof of the house, everyone hurriedly ran out to find water. Bixuan was so frightened that she went to save the old lady with the small glass of water she drank. Li Qinghan laughed

Laughter is a drop in the bucket!

The fire was not very big and was extinguished quickly. Li Qinghan was as steady as a mountain, without any panic or anxiety. However, the old lady was old and was so angry at Li Qinghan that she almost started a fire again, which was hard for her to accept. Bi Xuan saw that something was wrong.

, and quickly helped her in.

In the inner room, Li Qinghan sat leisurely and contentedly on the seat where the old lady had sat, looking at the carpet that had just been burned indifferently. There was a big black hole on it, and almost the entire carpet was burned out. And Li Qinghan

You know how valuable that blanket is.

There was still a strong smell of gunpowder smoke in the house. Li Qinghan stared blankly without making any move. Shen Yao walked in and said softly: "It's very late. Princess, please go back to Qingchuan Pavilion to rest!"

Li Qinghan nodded and stood up slightly sluggishly. Suddenly, he found that his feet were weak. Shen Yao hurriedly stepped forward to support her before she could barely stand still. Li Qinghan leaned half of her body on her. The two slowly walked out of the house, Xia Xia

The chirping of cicadas kept coming and going, extinguishing Li

With all the anger in Qinghan's heart, she took a deep breath, looked at the expressionless Shen Yao, and asked: "Shen Yao, am I going too far? The old lady is the prince's biological mother, even if he

If he loves me, can he allow me to treat his mother like this?"

Shen Yao was startled, she didn't expect Li Qinghan to ask such a question. She thought that people like Li Qinghan would not doubt her absoluteness, but now she actually asked him if Liang Youzhao would mind.

Shen Yao remembers clearly that Li Qinghan swore in front of the old lady that since Liang Youzhao married her, he knew what kind of person she was and naturally wouldn't care about it. But now, she began to hesitate again. After becoming Liang Youzhao's wife, she thought she was still the same as before, but the past four years had been enough for her to change.

"Your Highness may know, but he hasn't come to ask so far, so he must not care." Shen Yao accompanied Li Qinghan back to Qingchuan Pavilion, feeling equally solemn in her heart.

Li Qinghan sighed, the stars in the sky were so bright, "Yes, he never questioned my decisions." She suddenly remembered what happened to Sima Cong. Sima Cong died in his hands, and he died indirectly. into her hands.

Such a dramatic thing seems to have been bound to me from the beginning, and I can't tear it away.

At dawn the next day, Liang Xilun was infected with wind and cold.

When Li Qinghan heard the news, she walked over to see him without changing her expression. Although she didn't look angry, her steps were very heavy. The girls who were waiting for Liang Xilun were all trembling with fear, fearing that Li Qinghan would lose his temper and deal with them all. .

In the palace, what all the servants fear the most is Liang Youzhao and Li Qinghan. The old lady and the old general are old and don't care about things. Bi Xuan is submissive. She used to be just a girl in the palace and had no one. Taking her to heart, Liang Youzhao was moody, especially after getting married, and often punished his servants for no reason. As for Li Qinghan, naturally the rumors about her made everyone fear the second daughter of the Li family.

"Who was on duty last night?" Li Qinghan sat by the bed and looked at Liang Xilun, whose face was flushed. She called out a few times, but he was dazed and didn't respond for a long time. Occasionally he would moan* twice, but he never When she really woke up, her tough heart softened. However, she glanced at the kneeling slaves below. Although her voice was not loud, it was so loud that it made the scalps of those below feel numb and they did not even dare to breathe.

Fortunately, Li Qinghan is the only one here. If Liang Youzhao were here, they would basically be dead.

A pretty girl in a green shirt straightened her body and said in a low voice: "Yes, I am a slave on night duty."

Li Qinghan nodded, "Have you taken a nap?"

"No, no..."

"No? Then why are the windows all wide open and the prince's blanket taken off? Don't you know that the prince is still young and can't have too much cold wind when sleeping at night?" Li Qinghan said coldly.

The girl in the green shirt felt her back stiffen. She pursed her lips and stared at the silk shoes on Li Qinghan's feet. Cold sweat dripped down her forehead. "My slave, I don't even know..."

"Bang——!" With a sound, Li Qinghan swung the tea cup held by Shen Yao to the ground. It made a crisp sound, but hit the girl's leg. She was so frightened that she trembled all over and kowtowed hurriedly: "My slave felt thirsty in the middle of the night and went out to drink a glass of water. Later, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep next to the table. When he woke up, it was already dawn!"

Li Qinghan took a breath, "What a vile thing!"

"Princess, please forgive me. This slave cannot leave the palace. I have no home. Please have mercy, Princess!"
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